User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20110817210419

Hooklag is thinking now. He and some of his fellow Juska scouts head upriver about a quarter mile, dragging with them a small raft. At Hooklag's nod, a rat named Figuld and two other rats climb aboard the flimsy woven raft and slide it into the quick-moving stream and are carried away with the current, slowly closer to the other side...